Mother’s Day

For me, there is something extra special about Mother’s Day. Dads do have their own day, but it’s not the same. Dads may be physically stronger, but when it comes to nurturing, caring for, and meeting emotional needs, Moms will win every time. We don’t just carry our children for nine months. We carry them forever within our hearts.

Yesterday, I attended a funeral for my coworker and friend’s Mom.  The theme that resonated with her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren was the unconditional love she gave the family.  They talked about her strength in overcoming obstacles and how she led by example.  They shared loving and funny stories, but the message within each delivery was always the same: how she sacrificed and gave back.  It was never about her but the family. At the end of the service,  I also felt the void in my own heart that her passing leaves behind.  Today, for my friend, will be her first Mother’s Day without her Mom.  

As I was leaving the service, I remarked to an acquaintance that when my time comes, I hope my family will remember me in the same way.   I hope they will also say that I loved unconditionally because my life has never been about me; it was always about them.  For the past 49 years, my children have always been first and will be until I draw my last breath.

The greatest honor we can give to our Mothers is to pass on what they gave to us.  Love without reciprocity, nurture without expectations, and be kind to everyone.  Our Moms may not be here in physical form, but they are still here in the form of spirit and love.   They dwell deep within us, so we are never left alone.

Rest in peace, Mamalita.  You have finished your earthly work here and passed your mantle on to the next generation.

Happy Mother’s Day to everyone!